Kyran’s new bedroom smelt funny. Sniffing and holding the small breath, he tried to figure out what the smell was, but beside from old, he had no idea. Clutching Bunny to his chest and stroking her soft felt fur, he tried to remain calm. Sucking in his bottom lip, he looked at the bare wooden floor boards and the cardboard boxes scattered there. He tried to turn Bunny around to show her that all their stuff was here, but Bunny didn’t want to look, she was afraid and wanted to go back home.
‘This is our home now, Bunny,’ Kyran whispered and rubbed the tips of her long ears, ‘Mummy says this room will look just like mine soon enough. And it’s all ours’, no more sharing with Baby Kat. See, Bunny.’
He held her up and showed her the room.
A soft baby’s crying started up and Kyran lend to the right on his new bed, so that he could see out of the open door. The bare hallway and rickety railing meet his eyes. He listened and heard the distance voices of his parents. The baby stopped crying and Kyran settled back on the bed. He glanced at Bunny, smoothed out her flower patterned dress, then at the boxes on the floor. Mummy had left him the task of unpacking some of his toys and books, but he hadn’t felt like it.
‘What Bunny?’ he asked and held her up to his ear. He nodded his head a few times before answering her, ‘yes we should get Mr. Snuffles out of the box. He might have hurt someone with his spikes.’
Sliding off the bed, Kyran went to the first box and opened it, inside were his books. Moving on, he looked through a few others, before finding his soft toys. Pulling this box back to his bed, he sat down and began pulling everyone out. Mr. Snuffles was first and the hedgehog looked relieved to be out of the box. Setting him down next to Bunny, Kyran watched Mr. Snuffles snuffle around and Bunny start talking to him whilst point out the new furniture.
Next, he pulled out Bearington, Sir Barks-Alot and Harriet Hippo. Arranging them at the end of the bed, he watched them greet Bunny and then join Mr. Snuffles in looking around.
‘It’s not so bad,’ Kyran said and cast a look around the room.
‘But the paint is peeling,’ Bunny pointed out.
‘What is that smell?’ Mr. Snuffles wondered.
‘Are you not afraid of that wardrobe?’ Bearington asked as he rightened his stomach stuffing and patted down his yellow fur.
‘Bark, bark, bark,’ Sir Barks-Alot cut in before he went to the edge of the bed and started growling.
‘Did you find my baby yet?’ Harriet Hippo questioned.
Kyran shook his head and looked at the large fitted wardrobe that loomed over his bed. He was afraid, but there was no way he was admitting it in front of his friends. Getting off the bed he started to walk over, but then came back for the large basset hound.
‘Defend me, Sir Barks-Alot!’ he cried and rushed up to the wardrobe with the dog barking loudly in his arms.
He yanked open the doors and looked into the emptiness. There were two metal railings above his head and some shelves too. A shoe rack was on the floor and some startled dust bunnies. He threw Sir Barks-Alot inside and watched him chase the dust bunnies away.
‘There’s nothing in here,’ Kyran called back to the others.
‘That’s good to know,’ his Mummy’s voice called from the doorway.
Sheepishly, Kyran peered around the door at her and wondered how long she had been there for. Smiling back, his Mummy walked in and began opening some of the boxes he had yet to do. He joined her and watched as loose strands of her blonde hair, which matched his own, framed her face and lay on her neck. She was wearing dark jeans and a loose green top.
‘I’ll put away some of your clothes for you and then I have to go and help Daddy set up Kat’s bedroom,’ she explained, ‘Are you animals settling in?’
Kyran looked to where she had nodded and saw his friends gathered at the end of the bed where he had left them, ‘yes,’ he responded, ‘it smells funny though.’
Mummy placed an armful of clothes on his bed, went to the window and opened it. A cold wind rushed inside bringing with it the fresh smell of the outside. Kyran went to the window and looked out. He could see the house next door and some of the street.
‘Be careful. Don’t lean out,’ his Mummy warned.
‘Okay,’ he called back.
Grabbing Bunny, he showed her the view outside.
‘Here’s Sir Barks-Alot. Look he’s got dust bunnies on him!’
Kyran giggled into Bunny’s ear and watched as Mummy tossed the dog back on to his bed.
‘Wow, there’s so much space in here. I think we might have to dust before we put any of your stuff in though. Let’s go and get some cleaning things.’
‘Can’t I stay here?’ Kyran asked.
‘I’ll have to close the window…’
‘No, no! I’ll come,’ he half shouted.
‘Alright, calm down.’
He threw his arms around Mummy’s legs and hugged her tightly. Pressing his face into her jeans, he took a deep breath. He felt her hand patting his head and heard her speaking gently. After a few moments, she tugged at his hand and he let her hold it and led him out of the room. Going downstairs, he saw his Daddy and Baby Kat in the living room organising some of the large plastic boxes.
They walked down the dimly light hallway and into the kitchen. There his Mummy got him a drink of orange juice and collected some cleaning supplies in a tub. She often him something to eat, but he shook his head. Going back up, Mummy paused to tell Daddy she’d be back soon and he asked if she had seen Baby Kat’s bouncing chair. She had no idea, so she took Kyran back upstairs.
Leaving him to put away his socks and underwear in his chest of drawers, she cleaned the wardrobe out. Kyran put everything neatly away then help Mummy hang up and organise his clothes and shoes. Afterwards, she kissed his head and went downstairs again. Kat was crying loudly and clearly wanted something.
Kyran turned to his friends and watched them staring into the wardrobe.
‘What’s that?’ Bunny asked.
‘What? Where?’ Kyran responded.
‘Looks like a box,’ Bunny answered.
Kyran picked her up and they walked into the back of the wardrobe. In the darkness of the farthest corner was a wooden rectangle box which he didn’t recognise and Mummy must have missed. Picking it up, he tucked Bunny under his arm and brought out the box in both his hands. His friends clustered around it and Kyran pulled them all into his lap so they could see what was inside together.
There was a lock on the front with no key inside the keyhole and this made him wondered if the box would actually open. Putting his finger nails into the black line where the lid ended, he eased it open. A collection of girly treasures lit up his eyes and took his breath away.
‘Look, Bunny,’ he said and pressed her face to the edge of the box.
‘I smell flowers!’ Mr Snuffles cried.
‘Those pink slippers look like a dancer’s,’ Bearington added.
‘Bark, bark!’ Sir Barks-Alot jumped in.
‘Is my baby in there?’ Harriet Hippo asked expectantly.
‘It must have belong to the girl who’s room this use to be,’ responded Bunny.
‘Maybe,’ Kyran muttered and he began pulling things out of the box.
Firstly, were the pink ballet slippers with their matching ribbons and worn soles. Next, the two dried rose flowers, tided together with a faded pink ribbon, thirdly a bar of soap wrapped in brown paper. Then there was a small photograph showing a young girl with her grandparents, followed by a letter and a book of poetry.
Kyran laid these out on the bed, then picked up a small golden egg. It felt cold in his hands and he couldn’t see anyway to open it. Giving the egg to Bearington to hold, Kyran pulled out some another small books and sheets of music paper.
‘What is that?’ Bunny asked.
He looked down and saw a small silver heart on a chain. Pulling it out, Kyran looked at it then give it to Bunny. He removed a few more sheets of notepaper with curly handwriting across it, then pulled out a ring with a red stone on the top.
‘That’s it,’ he said, dropping the ring to Bunny and peering into the box.
‘It’s shiny,’ Mr. Snuffles commented about the ring.
‘Perhaps we should put them back,’ Bearington suggested.
Kyran nodded as Sir Barks-Alot started barking madly at the door. Kyran looked across and saw his Daddy standing there with a puzzled look on his face.
‘I found it,’ Kyran said quickly, ‘it was in the wardrobe. I was going to put it back!’ and he shoved the books and ballet slippers in the box.
‘Wait, hold up,’ his daddy said and walked over to him.
Kyran tried to put everything else back, but his Daddy swing the box away and began taking everything out.
‘It looks like a time capsule. I guess the little girl left it behind,’ his Daddy mused.
Kyran nodded and showed him the photograph of the girl and her grandparents.
‘We should put it back.’
‘I was going to,’ Kyran responded, ‘I just wanted to see what was inside.’
‘And now you have, so let’s put it back.’
Collecting the egg, locket and ring from his friends, Kyran put them inside the box and watched his Daddy stacking the books away. It took a few minutes to fit everything back into the small box, but once it was done, Kyran showed where he had found the box and his Daddy put it back.
‘Let’s go and see if the pizza is here yet,’ his Daddy said closing the wardrobe doors.
Kyran nodded and held his hand out.
To Be Continued…